Writer, teacher, poet, editor, empath, seeker, songbird and, yes, Elton John freak. Seek opportunities to write, blog, rant, confess, interview, research, and illuminate the lives of my subjects.
The tears are actually a balm. The tears are meant to wash past slights and wrong turns and wounds, away. These tears are a gift. They are a sign of growth, healing. They are a sign that I am finally trusting my ability to handle my life, no matter what happens.